A/N - mild to hard sexual content (though we're not quite there yet)

"Allegra!"

Dean stormed into the hotel room, nearly tearing the door off its inches as he slammed it shut behind him. He halted in the middle of the room, looking wildly about him. The only light that was on came from the nightstand. All their stuff was still there, so Allegra had to be as well. Maybe the bathroom?

"Allegra?" Dean knocked on the door. "Alley, are you in there?"

Dean heard scuttling inside. Someone was definitely on the other side of the door. But it remained shut. He leaned against the wood. 

"Alley, I'm... I'm sorry. I know I sound like a broken record player, but it's all I can say. I never meant... I didn't... God, I hate this! I don't know why I keep messing up and saying those things! I just know that I want you so badly, it hurts! You mean more to me than... Alley, I'll do anything for you. Anything at all. I'm not leaving you again, and I'll wait for as long as it takes for you to forgive me and be ready for... Whatever you want, I'm in, I swear it. You jump, I jump."

Dean held his breath, waiting anxiously for any reaction to his words. But everything stayed quiet. He sighed and dropped his head. It was no use. No matter what he said, it wouldn't change the fact that he had hurt her again. Who was he kidding? He was no good for her. 
Suddenly, the lock clicked, and the door opened. Allegra stood barefoot on the threshold, her make-up removed and her hair free from the silver hairpin but still dressed in her green velvet dress. Her eyes were still a bit red from crying.

"You're a goddamn idiot, Dean Winchester."

"I know. Alley..."

Allegra threw herself into Dean's arms in the blink of an eye. She kissed his lips and hugged him, pressing her body against his. 

"I love you," she breathed against his skin.

"I..."

"Say 'I know,' and I will zap you to Antarctica!"

Dean grinned at her threat.

"And what if I say 'I love you too'? What are you gonna do then?"

Without breaking eye contact, Allegra's hand crept slowly up to the nape of his neck. She pulled him down and brushed her lips against his one more time before she let go. Dean watched her close the dark grey curtains before she walked to her backpack, from which she took a small bag out. 

"Wait here," she said, winking mischievously.

Okay. Dean sighed in relief as she disappeared into the bathroom again. Okay, this is good. She's not angry. She's... I don't know what she is, but definitely not angry.

Not quite sure what to expect next, Dean resolved himself to at least remove his jacket, vest, shoes, and socks. He paused a moment, wondering if he should strip further, and decided that removing his neat white shirt wouldn't be too bold a move. He had just loosened the buttons at the sleeves when he heard the bathroom door open again. He turned to face Allegra and... froze in shock.
The light from the bathroom behind her gave her a special shine, like an aura of an angel. Her red hair lay perfectly over her left shoulder. She was dressed in a thin robe of fine ivory lace, which closed with three very well-placed ribbons in the front and went all the way down to her feet... and was completely see-through.
Dean's eyes widened when he caught Allegra's naked skin peeping through the lace. He had seen her body so many times before, but there was something about the way she was appearing before him now that just took his breath away. Then he noticed the necklace around her neck. He lost all sense at seeing the winged heart resting just above her bosom. Everything Dean felt from then on came straight from his heart.

***

Allegra had been planning a night like this since their birthday. But then, with everything that had happened that day and with Dean getting those awful nightmares, there hadn't been a single moment where she could instigate it. This trip had been her chance to take it further than anything they had ever done before. But then that stupid fight ruined everything. 
Still, hearing Dean's voice on the other side of the closed door had done something to Allegra. His words had awoken a deep primal yearning. And she refused to keep it down any longer. No more being careful, no more being scared, no more letting her mind rule over her heart. If they were going further into their love game... might as well go all the way.

At the time, the purchase of the robe seemed like a waste since 'her boyfriend' was 'working a secret high-profile case' (not to mention that Allegra hadn't been sure if Dean would even become her boyfriend again), but Lorelai had insisted Allegra bought at least one item that would - to put it in her words - make Dean think twice about leaving her again. Since she had zero experience in this sort of thing (and because she wanted to shut Lorelai up), the revealing yet somehow classy robe had seemed like a good choice. By the look on Dean's face, it was a definite hit. 

Allegra lingered a moment in the doorway upon seeing his perplexed expression. Her first instinct was to go right back into the bathroom and put on... anything! But then, she suddenly heard the music from Titanic playing in her head. The robe, the necklace, the clear but tempered sexual tension... Oh, why wasn't Dean an artist like Jack? She could have asked him to draw her like one of his French girls first. 
The robe flowed gracefully around her legs as she walked over to him. She put her hands against his chest, right over his heart. It was beating just as fast as hers, though probably not for the same reason. God, she was so nervous.

"I'm so glad you came back," whispered Allegra. 

"Always." Dean breathed against her lips.

She took in his scent and gazed deep into his flickering gold-green eyes. His wondering and adoring gaze moved Allegra to let her hand trail down Dean's body while his slipped to the small of her back. But right before their lips touched, she pushed him away. Dean fell back on the bed, taken completely by surprise at Allegra's sudden action. She quickly climbed on top of him and straddled his hips to keep him down. The robe spread over Dean's legs, covering him like freshly fallen snow.
One by one, and very slowly, Allegra's fingers opened the buttons of Dean's shirt. She felt her heart pounding even stronger with every new bit of naked skin she exposed. Somehow, it felt different this time. She had undressed him before, and he her. They had touched each other's bodies, and they had held each other in warm, tight embraces. Heck, they had showered together! And yet, tonight, this very moment felt like nothing she ever felt before. 

Once Dean's shirt was undone, Allegra lowered herself to him. She kissed his mouth first, and he responded eagerly. Those fine lips tasted so damn sweet. She couldn't get enough of them. She couldn't get enough of him.
Allegra moved down, leaving a trail of kisses on Dean's neck until she got to his chest. She continued to kiss him there, giving him small licks of her tongue as well. She became aware that Dean moved to wrap his arms around her, so she made sure he couldn't. She raised herself up and grabbed hold of his wrists to pin his hands beside his head, pressing him further down into the mattress. Dean's startled look made her smirk. He wasn't used to her being so... controlling. 
Now, this could go two ways. Either Dean would consent to be the submissive one for once and throw himself at her whim. Or... he would end things right then and there and take control himself. There was a part of Allegra that actually wished for the latter. But much to her own surprise, Dean merely gazed up at her. He was actually waiting for her to continue. 

Emboldened by this, Allegra locked her fingers with Dean's. She made sure not to look away from his beautiful golden-edged eyes and moved. The fabric of his jeans felt rough as she made her hips sway back and forth. But it didn't hurt. On the contrary, it only enticed her further. 
When Allegra heard Dean suppress a grunt and felt a bulge growing underneath her, she slowed her movements. She pulled Dean up to her. Their faces were inches away from each other, but they didn't kiss. Allegra let go of his hands, trailing the tip of her fingers up to his shoulders. She let them slip into his shirt to remove it from his body and threw it aside, away from the bed.
Dean put his right hand on her thigh. She shivered at his touch and averted her gaze, breaking eye contact, but Dean wouldn't have it. He raised her chin with his left hand, making her look at him again. 

"Keep going."

Encouraged by this, Allegra moved back on his lap and sat up straight on her knees. She loosened the button of his pants and the zipper. Her hands trembled when she lowered his waistline. Dean shuffled back so she could take off his jeans. The only thing still on that gorgeous body was a pair of black briefs. But they barely managed to contain his erection.

"Those too."

She met Dean's questioning stare. Her throat was dry. And her heart felt like it was going to jump out of her chest at any time. 

"Dean, take them off," said Allegra.

She felt her knees go weak as Dean finally revealed his naked body. Her mind took her back to the night of their birthday. There'd been kissing, touching, some casual but mostly unintentional grinding but no more. She had felt him, but she had never actually seen him. The room had been so dark when he had carried her in, and they had covered themselves up with the sheets almost immediately.
But now, the light on the bedside table was still on, and they were lying on top of the white sheets. She saw all of him, just like he had seen all of her. And what she saw was beautiful.

"Seeing something you like?"

Allegra blushed and pressed her lips together at his grin. Dammit, she hated he had this effect on her. She was a bad-ass, plague-wielding hybrid Archangel, yet Dean could make her feel like a love-sick teenager all over again. Time to put him in his place.
She crawled up between his legs. He was still sitting up, leaning back on his hands, but let her push him down. Her red hair fell like a curtain at the side of her face as she lowered herself onto him. The winged Heart of the Ocean dangled between them. 

"I wanna try a couple of things," said Allegra in a slightly quivering voice. "You just lie still, okay?"

Dean nodded in reply. She smiled at him and let her lips touch his. Very gently at first. Then more urgently. Soon enough, their kiss became heated. Allegra took the opportunity of having Dean distracted to reach for the drawer of the bedside table from which she took out the lube she hid there earlier after checking in. The condoms could stay in for a little while longer (she bought those at the very last minute, just in case things moved in that direction - better safe than sorry, after all). That pack would hopefully be at least one or two pieces lighter by morning.
Allegra kept the bottle within reach and then focused fully on the man lying under her again. She broke away from their kiss, however much she wanted to continue. Her fingers and lips caressed Dean's skin as she moved down from his lips and jawline to his neck and then further down to his chest. Her teeth grazed against his nipple. Dean gasped sharply when she bit him. Her mouth curled up into a wicked but playful grin. Served him right for doing that to her all those times.
Allegra's fingers traced his abs further down his stomach. When she reached his member, she let one finger go down the length of his shaft. Dean drew in his breath as she did. 

He's so long, thought Allegra. And hard. But... let's see if we can get him harder.

She licked his chest one last time with the tip of her tongue and then pushed herself away so she could change position, straddling Dean's hips again. She barely suppressed her own gasp when she briefly felt his member against her. The robe had made her forget that she was actually naked as well.
Allegra grabbed the lube and poured some of the contents on Dean's stomach. His eyes shot open. He stared at the bottle in her hands as she put it down again.

"Relax, it's okay to use for massages as well." Putting deed to word, she smeared the gel out over his torso. "Close your eyes again." 

"You wanna tell me when you got that?" asked Dean.

"No talking."

"Yes, ma'am."

Allegra paused a moment when Dean chuckled and put his hands on her hips. She wanted to see what he would do. It would be so easy for him to take the lead and make her move her hips. But he didn't. Dean stayed perfectly still for her. 
She massaged him tenderly, using only the tip of her fingers and slight circular movements, from his stomach to his chest, up to his shoulders, and then back down his arms. He was so strong and perfect, almost like he'd been carved out of marble. One thing she had to hand to the angels; as far as vessels went for their Alpha male, they could've done a lot worse than Dean Winchester.

She lingered around his anti-possession tattoo and again on his shoulder where Castiel's handprint had been. The one he left on Allegra was gone too. She suspected it had something to do with his fall from grace and dying after being possessed by the Leviathans since it had disappeared shortly afterward. Though she was glad she didn't have anything of Castiel left, she was slightly saddened by it being gone since it had been a bond with Dean as well.

When Allegra moved her hands back, she made sure to do so with a bit more pressure. She kneaded Dean's skin, and it warmed to her touch. All the while, he breathed calmly and slowly, enjoying her every caress. 
In an impulse, Allegra swayed her hips, but immediately wished she hadn't done that. That one movement sent the most intense vibration through her entire body. And worse of all, it made Dean grab hold of her more firmly. He unintentionally made her move up, and she could just feel the pressure against her clit. If he made her move again...

"D-Dean, let go."

He opened his eyes - did that gold ring around his irises grow? - and gave her a questioning look.

"I'm not done yet."

Dean slowly dragged his hands over Allegra's thighs, away from her hips. She gave out a faint sigh of relief. That had been a bit too close for comfort. She couldn't lose control now. But neither did she want to delay it any further.
Allegra raised herself up on her knees. She grabbed the bottle of lube, taking just a small amount in the palm of her left hand. Then, she reached down between her legs and took hold of the base of Dean's member. A low groan escaped from deep in his throat as she stroked him gently. Up and down, always the same movement. Dean hardened and grew even more. She sped up a little and heard him whisper her name as she went all the way to the head. Her thumb rolled over him, and she felt something sticking coming out of his tip. He was close. This was it then.  

Allegra kept stimulating Dean as she dipped down. She reached back inside the drawer to take a condom out of the open pack and pushed it into his hand. Mere inches away from his face, she stopped stroking him. He opened his eyes to meet her gaze. 

"Your turn."

***

Dean had never moved so fast in his entire life. He flipped the both of them over and pressed himself down on Allegra's body. He kissed her hungrily, making her part her lips for him. Her moans were muffled in their kiss, but Dean could still hear them. It aroused him even more. 
He couldn't believe half the things that had happened these past few minutes. Allegra had led every part of their foreplay from start to finish, something which he couldn't recall ever happening before. She would only take the lead in some parts but never the whole thing. And this clearly wasn't a change of mind because of their fight since she prepared everything to the detail with the sexy robe, the lube, and even the... 

Dean broke off their kiss and sat back on his knees. He looked at what she'd pushed into his hand - a condom. His breath caught, and his head snapped back up to meet Allegra's eyes. She smiled and nodded. He beamed at her reaction. Unbelievable... finally!
He ripped open the package with his teeth and pulled out the condom. As he put it on, Allegra opened the ribbons of her lace robe. She threw it open to reveal her body. At the sight of her hardened nipples, Dean felt the throbbing in his member grow worse. God, the things this woman could make him feel!

He went down on Allegra, not giving her any time to shrug the robe off, and groped her firm breasts roughly before he took one of those rosy buds between his lips. He suckled and bit and listened to her groan. Her fingers ran through his hair, prompting Dean to abandon his assault on her nipple and move up to that sweet spot just atop her bosom. He halted a moment when he saw a blue jewel lying there. 
Dean stared at it. It seemed like only yesterday that he bought her the winged heart after making out with her that first time after she became his girlfriend. The fact that she wore the necklace when this would be another first for them - and a more definite first for Allegra herself - made it all the more special. 
He kissed the smooth surface of the gemstone before kissing Allegra's hot skin around it. His lips moved up along her collarbone to her neck and then her jawline. Dean changed his position between her legs. He looked up at Allegra, wanting to gaze right into those dazzling brown and golden eyes as he entered her. But when he looked at them, he paused. 

There, hidden between desire and passion and love... was fear. Dean drew back. Only then did he notice that the way Allegra held him wasn't solely because she craved him - she was literally holding on to him. Like he was her most treasured possession, and she was too scared to lose it. 

"Alley, I need you to be sure," said Dean softly. 

"I... Yes, I..." Allegra stammered, taken by surprise by his question. "I-I want you, Dean."

"You have me. But are you sure?"

She bit her lip and averted her eyes. Dean nodded quietly. It was all he needed to know. So... he had to improvise. 

"Do you trust me?" he asked.

"You know I do," she whispered back. 

Dean made her turn a little sideways and propped one of the pillows behind her before he let her lie back down again. He then grabbed hold of her left leg and brought it up, making her wrap it around his own right thigh. Allegra loosened her grip around his upper body only a little bit. He couldn't - and wouldn't - continue like this; he had to calm Allegra down first. She wouldn't enjoy it if he didn't. 

"Lie still for me," he said.

His hand traveled down Allegra's body, caressing her very gingerly. When he reached her mound, Dean changed the angle of his hand and delved his fingers into the hairy bush between Allegra's legs. Her eyes shot back at him. 

"D-Dean, wha-what are you...? Oh... Oh, my God..."

Allegra's words fell away. Dean pushed two fingers between her folds, stroking her very slowly. Every time he reached her entrance, he lingered, teasing her with the tip of two fingers, before moving back up. He rhythmically rubbed circles against her clit. Allegra's eyelids fluttered. She threw her head back. Her body trembled. 

"Have you ever done this to yourself?" asked Dean in his most seductive tone. 

"Yes," admitted Allegra in a husky voice. 

"Who were you thinking of?"

"You. Mhm... Always you."

He pressed harder and faster, drawing another moan from her. His fingers moved better as she became wetter. The pulsing between his own legs was getting worse. He couldn't hold off for much longer. 

***

Heat assembled in the pit of Allegra's belly. She'd dreamed about Dean doing this to her so many times, and now he actually was. But then, all of a sudden, his fingers slipped away. Her eyes shot open. Why was he stopping? No, no, no, he couldn't stop now! She'd been so damn close! He had to keep going, and...

"Oh my God, Dean!"

She squealed as Dean pushed up against her. His shaft rubbed between her folds, and his tip hit her clit, but he didn't penetrate her. His movements quickly held a steady rhythm. Allegra couldn't believe what he was doing to her. This was unreal. They were having sex without actually having sex. And it was wonderful. 
Her nails dug into Dean's back as he picked up on speed. His name fell from her lips in a whimpering moan. Dean silenced her by forcefully pushing his mouth on hers. Allegra welcomed his kiss fervently. When she felt her lower body contract, she gasped into their kiss. He drew back, his hands firmly planted beside her body, and pounded against her. 
Allegra slipped her foot further up against his thigh. The angle of his thrusts changed very slightly because of it, making him strike at just the right spot. She cried out when her orgasm hit her and seized Dean's body with all the force she had left in her. He pushed on and on until suddenly, his hips bucked. A dragged-out grunt escaped him. His movements slowed. 
Dean panted heavily as he leaned his forehead against hers. They stayed like that for a few minutes, just holding on to each other, each allowing the other to come down from their high. 

Eventually, Dean was the first to move again. He kissed Allegra's lips softly and then lay down beside her. He took the condom off, tied and tossed it with a well-aimed throw in the trash bin, and then turned to his side to face her. Allegra was still trying to catch her breath but did turn her head to look at him. He cupped her face and smiled at her. She put her own hand on his. 
They kissed lovingly. With the lingering gleam of the gold in each other's eyes, and their hypnotic scents taking hold of them, Allegra and Dean drifted off to sleep. It was the first night in two weeks they slept through till morning. They only dreamed about one thing - each other.